Chapter ThreeAndrina felt as if she was living a dream.
She was so used to planning everything herself, ever since her mother’s death, and organising the household and her sisters that she found it extraordinary to have everything arranged for her.
She realised the very evening she arrived that the Duke’s life was regulated in a most meticulous manner that proved, as the days passed, a continual surprise to her.
When she was upstairs changing for dinner and two housemaids were unpacking her valise, there was a knock on the door and an elderly woman in rustling black silk, who she realised must be the housekeeper, came into the room.
“Mr. Robson would be very grateful, miss, if you would let him know your home address, so that the coachman can plan the journey which he is to start at da
